How is this the twenty first century
I'm a g, and this is something you can't see
Releasing excessive content, while realizing how expensive this rap project is,
Just can't understand why we gettin respect nowmomma told me they're be days like this
This shit is ridiculous, how i'm so meticulous
But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love
But all this stress still nobody knows how bad the pain gets.
Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz
This is how i deal with stress
Spending her time with him i guess
Let's keep it g, nobody see you when you being humble
My mind fires words like a mac 10 how is this feasible
Through my music this is how i cope
Blew the fuck up in gray clouds of thick smoke
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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